"Ancestors, protect us! Quick! Quick! Shoot him dead! Don't let him run!"
"Woo-ao! Woo-ao! Woo!..."
"God Mountain! What is he blowing? Why does it sound like a snow bear's roar?"
"Damn it! It's an old reindeer man! He's frightening the herd... Damn it! Damn it! The herd is spooked! The herd is running!!..."
"Ah?! Ancestors, it's the Reindeer Whirlwind! Quick, fall back!!..."
"Thud-thud-boom... thud-thud-boom..."
The snowfield was vast and boundless; even with several hundred sled cavalry gathered together, it did not feel cramped in the slightest. But at this moment, the vanguard hunters of the mountain tribes who had come charging in immediately gave up the chase, hurriedly turned their sleds around, and fled toward the rear!
"Quick! Fall back! The herd is running, and it'll spread out! Quick, get farther outside the whirlwind!!..."
These seasoned Tribal Hunters had long since grown used to the cold and slaughter of the snowfield, and few things could move them. Yet now, facing the thousands upon thousands of reindeer before them, sprinting and circling wildly, deep fear appeared on many hunters' faces, and they hastily withdrew several hundred meters away!
"Thud-thud-boom... thud-thud-boom..."
"Main God! This is?... What is this?!"
Exploration Captain Zuwaro widened his eyes, staring in shock at everything before him.
Several thousand, even ten thousand spooked reindeer were only a few hundred meters ahead, accelerating into a circling run around a central point! They were fast, faster and faster, their swaying figures never stopping. And the snowflakes that filled the sky, like an ice storm from the far north, were kicked up by the rapidly running herd and scattered all over his head and face! Even watching from several hundred meters away, that invincible momentum of stormlike, savage running still carved itself deep into Zuwaro's heart, unforgettable to the bone!
"An—Ancestors